Character: Hooker

- Good day, sir! Peabody gave him a cheerful smile, and he turned pale as a sheet. - What has led you to this fine establishment?
He jumped up, muttering that he was doing, and was gone. While he was making the legs of the table, a woman stood. Since she was a good six inches taller Peabody, the face of the detective was about on par with her impressive bust.
- What the fuck? I work here!
Still smiling, Peabody pulled out a notebook.
- Your name, please?
- What the fuck?
Miss What the Hell, I want to see your license.
- Bull!
- No, seriously. Just checking.
- Bull. The woman turned his whole body to the bouncer, and her impressive chest stirred. - Bitch bitch dissed my dad.
- Sorry, I would like to see your license companion. If everything is in order, I'll let you get back to work.
Grandiose chest - good for her today powerful mascara, eve thought again turned to Peabody, was bearing down on her, and poor Peabody was like a thin slice of ham, sandwiched between two loaves of bread.

- What kind of person was cherry?
- Thank you!
- ?
- Not all see us as people. I think that what we do is we have.

- You want company?
- If you want to ruin the evening.
In you an abyss of sensuality. I've been watching you from over there.
- Go back and continue their observations.

- Do not insert more than paste?
The feelings have to pay.

We don't have to think. If you start to think, will have to hang himself.

Crazies I have seen a lot, but this place is a sanctuary.

Love is the ability to see people not as they really are.